(I wrote this on June 18 - finally posting- and doing a little better! :)
I could show you a photo taken of me in my swimsuit a week after the Olympic Triathlon last year. But I looked rather sexy, so I’m just not comfortable with that. ;o
I could show you a photo of me in a swimsuit now as well. But I haven’t put one on yet, and I’m also sure it would embarrass me. :o
Thus, I remain faithfully modest! (Aside from joking, I really am that modest.)
In addition to not even beginning to swim yet, I have not been working out enough on bike or foot as of late (last month). I reflected upon the importance of staying physically and spiritually strong a moment ago, so here I am to share my amazing thoughts! :)…
I remembered bike riding the hills of
(abut 24-27 miles depending upon the route). When I first began it was a very
intense workout. It took – what felt like a very long time – to complete the
journey. And I was very tired as I traveled. My back ached. My feet would go
numb. There were times when I wondered if I could make it up a hill. There were
even a few times in which I got off the bike and walked up, believing I could
not make it to the top - only to soon discover that I was almost there. Hayden Lake
The more I rode these challenging courses, the stronger I became. I would begin to feel like giving up then remember the times when I did give up, only to almost immediately afterwards, discover that I was almost there. Remembering this, I would tell myself, “perhaps I can make it” – and “perhaps I’m nearly to the top…”
And so I would resume the climb; I stopped giving up.
As I would ride these courses repeatedly, I would remember which hills were the most challenging and count them. I would recall that there were only three hills which were so intense as to challenge my endurance severely.
I would anticipate these "three hills" and count down with triumph as I overcame them, “only two more to go;” “only one more to go.”
Eventually I began to cross over hills and forget which ones were the tough ones. :o I would think I was about to cross one of “the three” only to cross over it and say, “no, that couldn't have been one of them.” Soon, I found myself traveling on and on – bewildered as I found myself asking, “Where are those three hills?”
The “three challenging hills” eventually became the “two challenging hills” then the “one.” Until I finally discovered that “not one” of those hills could threaten to lick me!
So it goes…
We are strong
We are ready… :D
I think it’s time to start training consistently again…